Maple Grove West, in the bathroom.

This is the bathroom that belongs to Fang Tian alone.

Since there are conditions, of course Fang Tian will not treat himself badly. Under the conditions of place, materials, and artificiality, it is a matter of course to ask Daddy Pierre to get his own bathroom. But then again, if it's just for bathing, it doesn't have to be like this.

This bathroom is built according to the drawings drawn by Fang Tian, and an obvious difference from other bathrooms is that its bath is built on one side of the bathroom, and the main part of the bathroom is empty and empty, and its floor is carved with large bluestone stripes.

If you ignore the bath on one side, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miniature version of the martial arts training ground.

At this time, Fang Tian was only wearing a pair of small shorts, barefoot, and stepped on this rough big bluestone.

The contact between the bare feet and the bluestone gave the body an unusually wild and down-to-earth feeling, so much so that Fang Tian suddenly felt that although he was in this small room, he felt that he was holding the blue sky above his head and the earth under his feet.

This is something that is difficult to experience in a previous life, especially when you are in a city and wearing a suit and leather shoes.

Wildness brings openness, and steadfastness brings openness.

Kuangda and frank are added, and the guide zhì Fang Tian is just a simple walk at this time, and he has a feeling of stepping on the world.

And he made such a bathroom, of course, not just for a walk.

Roughly measured the size of the bathroom with his footsteps, and more importantly, let his bare feet become familiar with the feeling of contact with the bluestone floor, and the next moment, Fang Tian put on an open frame and danced with his fists.

It's not Baduanjin, it's not Wufowl Opera, it's not Tai Chi, it's not Baji.

It's some of his own moves, more precisely, frames.

Ever since the mystery was discovered in the secret book of martial artists sent by Owen Anderson and the others, it was as if there was a mysterious window that he pushed open.

After pushing open this window, Fang Tian reviewed all the "moves" in his past and present lives, including Baduanjin, including Wufowl Opera, including Tai Chi, including Baji, including Yoga, including all kinds of formal and wild dances he had seen, and even radio gymnastics. As for others, such as the Taiyi Xuanmen Sword, the Green Dragon and the Tiger Palm, etc., there are countless of them.

Of course, it's more of a broken move.

On this basis, he created some moves, which were taught to Owen and Anderson some time ago.

At that time, it was just moves, disorganized.

These days, although he has almost never put his mind on this, but day and night, bit by bit, many moves will flash in his mind from time to time, and the time of flashing is long, the number of flashes is more, and some fixed routines or frames are faintly formed.

In the past life, there were two words. One is "the form is scattered", and the other is "there is no trick to win", the general meaning of these two words basically refers to the fact that behind the loose, scattered, and unstructured things, there is a core purpose.

Fang Tian's frame at this time was like this.

You don't need any martial arts masters in the previous life, nor any high-level martial artists in this life, you only need an ordinary person with a little eyesight, and you can see that his moves, nine times out of ten, are not "formal", not "mature", and not "steady".

In short, it's a mess.

But under this chaos, he vaguely felt different heat currents, circulating among the limbs and bones of his body, and correspondingly, the four series of elements rolled and undulated almost endlessly, inside and outside his body. ...,

This kind of situation where a wave of his hand and a lift of his foot can bring about a mysterious response inside and outside the body, which made Fang Tian intoxicated.

Then, unconsciously, I became obsessed with it.

Gradually, I forgot the moves, forgot to breathe, forgot to deliberately raise my hands or move my feet, just let the body and limbs follow the heat and response, the amplitude is large or small, the frequency is slow or sick.

So without Fang Tian knowing, all kinds of strange movements happened on his body-

Sometimes it suddenly rises in the air, and the body and hands and feet form a sword, and then the sword begins to bend forward and backward, like a fish out of water, swinging its tail violently up and down on the left and right. Sometimes they suddenly curl up on the ground, hugging each other, and their whole bodies are like balls, rolling on the ground.

Movement, stillness, illness, slowness, in short, there is no regularity.

The person concerned closed his eyes slightly and breathed slowly, as if in his sleep.

In this way, it was about three or four magic hours.

When he naturally withdrew from this state, Fang Zhongda was excited.

The state of "entering the gods" just now is not mysterious, but it is indeed rare. What's more, at this time, the whole body is surging with qi and blood, from head to toe, there is an indescribable sense of flow.

Then, the next moment, Fang Tian found that his body began to sweat.

At first, it was subtle, sweating little by little.

Bravely, it was like rain from the inside out, and I began to sweat profusely.

It's really streaming.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been exercising his body for the past few months, and had been using the "Ten Perfection Tonic Soup" for tonic some time ago, Fang Tian was worried that he would collapse from sweating at this moment. Because this sweat is so scary.

In my previous life, in various fantasy novels, I often saw that the protagonist drank spiritual water or ate spiritual elixir or something, and the body would discharge a large amount of impurities, and then form a large amount of dirt on the surface of the body.

Based on this impression, Fang Tian held up his arm that was still sweating and put it in front of him to look at it.

Specifically, it's seeing and smelling.

To his disappointment, he didn't see the dirt, as for the smell...... It can't be a sweat that flows.

Alas, it's really not as good as other people's spiritual water elixir or something.

Fang Tian was slightly disappointed.

Then a fish leaped into the large pool in front of him.

The pool was two meters deep, nine feet wide and fifteen feet long, and at this time, it was filled with water, enough for his little body to swim in it.

After about half a magic hour, the sweat of his body slowly stopped, and after about half a magic hour, Fang Tian jumped out of the pool.

It's a credit to magic.

He can't jump without spell support.

When the rectification was completed and when he arrived outside, Fang Tian had a feeling that his body was dozens of pounds lighter.

Of course, it is an illusion to lose dozens of pounds, but if you say that you are a few pounds lighter, it should be about the same.

But in any case, the body is very relaxed and relaxed at this moment, and correspondingly, the mood is very comfortable and comfortable.

In this case, a slow walk is the best thing to do.

So Fang Tian took the road to the south.

Along the way, I dealt with dozens of greeting people, and it was not until more than ten miles away that it gradually fell silent

It is said that with the establishment of this high platform here, and the establishment of dozens of large and super-large bathrooms, here, in the past few days, has become a new hot spot in Redstone Town, with a surging flow of people all day long.

No, it's day and night.

Many people love this thing to death, especially the steam bath, which makes many people forget to leave. ...,

Take Daddy Pierre in the Maple Grove Compound as an example, although he served as the "construction commander" of the project here, and was so busy all day that his feet did not touch the ground and his head did not lean on the pillow, but since he experienced the taste of the steam bath, he had to take time out every day no matter what, and lie on the steaming board to enjoy it beautifully.

"Little friend, are those you were practicing martial arts just now?" As Fang Tian leisurely marched towards a small mountain range nearby, His Excellency Sharjah greeted him from one direction on the side.

"Well, sort of. Fang Tian nodded, "But actually, I'm just full of food and have nothing to do, and I'm playing around."

Fang Tian decided to be modest, and modesty makes people progress!

Unfortunately, this fine virtue of his was not appreciated by Sharjah. The corners of Fang Tian's mouth twitched slightly when he heard Fang Tian's words, and then said, "Little friend, I saw that you only drank a bowl of soup in the morning, so you won't be able to hold on, right?"

To this day, while others are eating, Fang Tian is still drinking his "Ten Perfect Tonic Soup".

Although it is tasteless, it is not lacking in nutrition. So Fang Tian decided to drink it for a few months. Moreover, after these times, he also faintly realized that the soup did have some tonic effect.

One of the results of tasting a lot of delicacies in his previous life is that he can now drink this extremely boring soup calmly.

"The predecessors didn't know that the soup was actually a kind of soup that greatly tonified the body, and after drinking half a bowl, it was full, and after drinking a bowl, it was very supportive. Let you drink, and you won't drink. Fang Tian said with a smile.

It is said that when he got the soup out, Little Dick and others, Little Lali and others, Owen Anderson and others, Pierre Daddy and others, Morrich and others, Sharjah Sail and others, almost all tasted them without leaking.

Why?

Produced by His Excellency Fang Tian, it must be a high-quality product!

But this time this "boutique" really disappointed everyone, except for Fang Tian himself, other men, women, children, and all kinds of people, all of them were grateful for this delicious taste, after tasting it once, it was a second time to kill it.

A group of superficial people!

"I believe what you say. Sharjah nodded, "Your soup, I smelled it and was full, if I drank a bowl, I guess it would really last." But little friend, aren't you thirsty now? I see you've been sweating a lot. ”

Let Sharjah say this, Fang Tian did feel a little dry in his mouth.

But it's been three or four months since he came to this world, and he's never had a cup of tea, and he's almost forgotten about it.

Why haven't you had tea once?

One is that there is no tea.

The second is that there is no water, well, hot water.

There is no kettle or container for hot water, so no one has the habit of drinking water after eating. As for the little ones like Little Berg Dick or the big ones like Owen Anderson, sometimes they were so thirsty that they took a spoon into the bucket and scooped a spoonful of water, put it to their lips and poured it into their stomachs.

Seeing this situation, Fang Tian finally had an understanding of why the ancients didn't use brewing tea to drink tea in their previous lives...... ）